snagged with permission from a lovely gentleman in the sense8 facebook group. his caption:
“I met them in Times Square a few days before season 2 was released…as you can see I was extremely excited and very uncomfortable because I hate asking celebrities for pictures. Lol Toby was so happy and sweet! I’m in love with him!”
This is a video I keep in my phone and listen to it once in a while when I’m down.
It’s one hell of a gifset, but I just don’t want to cut anything he said because every word shows his precious growing mindset. Everyone has weakness and difficult times, but it is so important that one can be critical of oneself even if others are lenient, be conscious of their ability and goal, be realistic but also optimistic about the future, and have a fire to keep going despite hardship. Each of those characteristics is good enough, but it’s such an amazing thing to find this all in one person, and condensed in just a few sentences in this interview.
Beside his lovely performances, this is the reason why I admire this person so much. And because life is so hard for me recently, let me just translate this and gain some strength from it now then.
Synopsis: There was you. An ordinary human girl, wrong place, wrong time. Then there was Loki. God of Mischief, war criminal. When Thor brings you to Asgard to ensure your safety, there is nobody else you come to hate more passionately than his evil foster brother. Then Odin finally decides on a new and much more effective kind of punishment for Loki, causing your whole world to fall apart. He would simply marry him off to a mortal, someone who is, by all means, “beneath” him. You.
Pairing: Loki x Reader Rating: M Chapter: 1/1 (Oneshot) Words: 7217 Warnings: smut, forced marriage
alright i made a richard spencer getting punched shirt, the first pic is the front and the second is the back. you can buy it here on the store that i just put up. sorry its so expensive thats just the price zazzle gave me im making like $1 in profit off this
“My God - Diggory!” it whispered. “Dumbledore - he’s dead!”
The words were repeated, the shadowy figures pressing in on them gasped it to those around them…and then others shouted it – screeched it – into the night – “He’s dead!” “He’s dead!” “Cedric Diggory! Dead!”
“Harry, let go of him,” he heard Fudge’s voice say, and he felt fingers trying to pry him from Cedric’s limp body, but Harry wouldn’t let him go. Then Dumbledore’s face, which was still blurred and misted, came closer.
“Harry, you can’t help him now. It’s over. Let go.”
“He wanted me to bring him back,” Harry muttered – it seemed important to explain this. “He wanted me to bring him back to his parents….”